We walk, roam the open spaces,
We are like ships at sea.
Go we in its space,
In the night of long beeps.
Leave we the horizons,
Go we to the depth.
As the whales go in the sea,
In his night-depth.
But the wind, the sea horizons,
We carry everything from home into the distance.
We see everything as breathes the sea,
As the boat again, and went back.
As we went back to the item,
Go to sea captains.
Go in the sea sailors,
And the wind, counterclaim are not afraid of us.
But we love, without anguish,
Go in the sea slicing.
Its depth, breadth,
After all, we are Russian sailors!
And the sea, we are able to breathe,
And the sea is visible from the inside out.
After all, we are Russian sailors,
And we in Russia sailors!
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